Willing is a good man, but Able is a better one.
Children who are victimized through sexual abuse often begin to develop deeply held tenets that shape their sense of self: 'My worth is my sexuality. I'm dirty and shameful. I have no right to my own physical boundaries.' That shapes their ideas abou...
I am both numb and oversensitive, overwhelmed by the need, the raw and desperate need of the girls I am listening to and trying to help. I'm overdosing on the trauma of others, while still barely healing from my own. I cry for hour at home and have f...
Martin Vanger: It might amuse you that while you were upstairs having moose with me and Liv, who, by the way, finds me conventional, I had Irina down there in that cage. Martin Vanger: [points to cage and Mikael sees it] Martin Vanger: Who's Irina, y...
Telegram Girl: [dancing wildly, while singing in an absurdly high soprano] A-a-a-a-a-a-A-a-a-a-a-a-a-A-a-a-a-a-a-a-A-A! Mrs Ida Lowry requests the pleasure of your COMPANYYYY! At her APARTMENT TONIIIIGHTT! For eight thirtee-EE-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-EE, to M...
There's many a good man to be found under a shabby hat.
Even when a girl is as shy as a mouse, you still have to beware of the tiger within.
A bad man in Zion City is a good man in Chicago.
A good man is one who rejoices in the well-being of others.
Good looking and good luck don't always walk the same road.
Better one good thing that is than two good things that were.
You can have too much of a good thing.
I have leveled with the girls - from Anchorage to Amarillo. I tell them that all marriages are happy It's the living together afterward that's tough. I tell them that a good marriage is not a gift, It's an achievement. that marriage is not for kids I...
Cheap things are not good, good things are not cheap.
Good advice is as good as an eye in the hand.
Good accounts make good friends.
And it's good-bye, good-bye, good-bye. Good-bye, my friends, I love you; good-bye, I'm sorry I didn't know you better; good-bye, I'm sorry you'll die soon, too; good-bye, maybe there's hope for you; good-bye, good-bye, good-bye.
Little mouse," a voice said through the keyhole. "Don't you know the more you wriggle, the greater the cat's delight?
Keep going' she told herself, 'Don't look back.' But she looked anyways.
You said you were allowed to lose it,' some part of her reminded herself. 'Not yet, not yet.
Better to leave him with the memory of their being a pair of monsters, wrapped in each other's arms.
